The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1887-10-06

could get In q blow. Then George
picked each one up in turn, gave him
shake which elected howl OF pain,
and flung him among the spectators.
Not one of them came back after more,
and no one else in the audience cared
to meddle with US. 1t was over in five
minutes, and after the stage manager
had rendered us vote of thanks, the
performance went on. Three of the
five men received broken limbs in the
toss, and one was made cripple for
life by having his spine injured.
One of the nerviest things in Sloane's
whole career happened at Navasota, on
the Brazos River. We were sitting on the
veranda of the hotel, when fighter en-
tered the village on horseback, and
armed with Winchester and two revol-
vers He took drink or two, and then
started in to capture the town. There
was only one street, and he rode up and
down this at full gallop, firing right and
left and uttering terrific yells. In FIVE
minutes he had the town. People dis
appeared from sight with amazing celeri-
ty, and everybody was thoroughly
cowed. The fellow fired two shots
among the sitters on the veranda, and we
stampeded. l own up had no desire
for closer acquaintance with the ruff
fan, and l was among the first to seek
cover. When we were all inside l
pceped cautiously from window and
saw Sloane still outside. He was on his
feet, leaning against column of the
veranda and smoking cigar as coolly
as you please. shouted for him to
come in, but he shook his head. Appeals
were made by others, but he turned a
| deaf ear.
The cowboy had by this time reached
the lower end of the street and turned
to come back. He came at full gallop,
but checked his horse in front of the
hotel and fired three shots at Sloane
from distance of fifty feet. The first
tipped past his ear, the other two cut
cloth without drawing blood. We were
looking full at the shooter from the
windows, and as he fired his thiri shot
without bringinghis man look of Won
der came to his face, and he bent for
ward for closer look, and shouted:
"Who are you, man or devil2"
George sauntered along to the steps,
slowly descended, and approached the
man, and as he came near enough he
grabbed for him. Next instant the cow
boy was pulled off his horse and being
literally mopped all over the road. He
tried to use weapon, but was disarmed
with scarcely IN effort, and when George
got through with him he lay as one dead.
Rifle, revolvcrs, and knife were broken
and flung in a heap beside him, and
George sat down on the steps to finish
his smoke. He had kept his cigar alight
through the fracas. l personally inter-
viewed the doctor who was called to see
the cowboy, and he gave me list of the
injuries, as follows: Left arm broken,
thumb on right hand broken, three
scalp wounds, right shoulder probably
dislocated, three teeth knocked out, five
bad bruises on various parts, one eye
closed.
The fight did not last three minutes,
and yet the little giant laid the fellow
up for three good months and taught
him lesson he never forgot. saw and
talked with him a year later, and he told
me he never was so scared in his life,
and that he was not yet entirely well
from the drubbing. New York Sun.